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You had sex with Naomi's sister?
She told me she was her neighbor.
I'm going to destroy Jen before she destroys me.
I just don't know how I'm going to do it.
I'm not giving up, you know?
Not until Naomi knows the truth.
How you lied to me that night.
You turned me against her!
I'm sorry. I never even thanked you for your help.
You were great.
Whoa. We're in public.
Don't worry about it. It's not like anybody saw us.
I found this homeless guy.
He'd been mowed over by a hit and run driver.
Before I fell down the stairs,
I was pushed, and I know who did it.
We have been dispatched to spread winter cheer.
And to tell you all...
...the Winter Wonderland Dance... the Winter Wonderland Dance is near.
Thanks.
Hmm, Winter Wonderland Dance...
I better, uh, dust off my princess crown.
You don't want to go, I get it. You do?
I just... I used to love going to dances.
You know, getting ready and going with someone that I liked,
seeing my friends all dressed up,
but whatever, that was another lifetime.
Well, we couldn't go even if we wanted to, right?
Since your dad's going to be there, chaperoning or whatever.
Well, actually, he's going to be away at a conference.
Oh.
But it's no big deal. Like I said,
school dances, another lifetime.
I would, however, like to see...
that princess crown of yours sometime though.
I'll be right back. Wait for me.
Annie, wait.
I need to talk to you.
Look, I understand why you haven't returned my calls.
I wouldn't return my calls either, if I were you.
I made a huge mistake...
when I accused you of sleeping with Liam.
It was my sister.
Yeah, I heard.
I'm so sorry, Annie.
I... I should have just listened to you.
I don't even know why I didn't.
Maybe, maybe it has to do with my own insecurities...
or what happened with Ethan, I don't know.
Anyway, it doesn't matter.
When I think about what I put you through...
Hell.
You put me through hell, Naomi.
I can't go to the police. I can't go to the police. What am I supposed to say?
That I think he pushed me...
right before I fell down the stairs?
Tell them you saw a pair of black combat boots.
So? Half the school wears black combat boots.
Yeah, but half the school didn't threaten you.
Yeah, it's not enough.
Look, I might not be able to prove that Jasper pushed me,
but there's got to be a way to get proof...
that he's a drug dealer.
Lila, hey!
Just the person that I wanted to see.
Guys, this is Lila-- my star reporter.
Yeah, well, your "star reporter's" hit a road block.
Kids who do drugs don't exactly want...
to advertise it in the Blaze.
Who cares about the Blaze? Who cares about the Blaze?
I just need to find someone who is willing...
to tell the principal that Jasper dealt to them.
Oh, the principal. Why didn't you say so?
That should be easy!
No, I need that proof, okay? And once I get...
that proof, I can go to the administration...
and then the authorities.
And once I'm done with that dirtbag,
he won't even know what hit him!
Dude.
Careful with that pool cue.
Right, uh... sorry.
Ridiculous, if you ask me.
Jeez, watch where you're going, freak.
Man, do you kick babies and puppies, too?
Whatever, you cannot pay me enough money to wear a tutu.
Or go to a West Bev dance, huh?
Actually, I don't know, I'd think it'd be funny...
to just go and, you know, like, see what all this hype's about.
Throw some pig's blood on the ballerinas...
Right, come on, Liam. I wouldn't do that.
I'll get us a table, guys.
I'll be right back. Okay.
Hey, you. Hey.
Would you like to sponsor me?
I'm doing a 5K run to raise money...
for breast cancer research.
Yeah, sure.
What's up with the T-shirt?
Oh, uh, I'm a Ford Warrior in Pink.
It's in honor of my mom.
All net proceeds...
go to the cause.
You know, I think you should really get one.
Maybe a pink jacket.
Really bring out your eyes.
I'll think about it.
Anything for the cause.
That's the spirit.
So listen, um...
You going to the Winter Wonderland Dance?
Uh, yeah. Naomi and I are gonna stop by...
for a few hours before we go to St. Barts.
Mm-hmm. So, you're saying I'll have to one-up St. Barts
if I want you to ditch Naomi and go with me instead?
Are you asking me to go with you?
Like... on a date?
I sure am.
Yeah, right. Come on. Yeah, right. Come on.
I know your idea of a date. You show up...
with one girl, leave with another.
Whatever. Anyway,
here is a form in case you want to sponsor me.
So, I was like, "Look, dude, you are way out of line, douchebag."
You said that to Mr. Huang?
Well, in my head I did.
Yeah.
Hey, I should talk to Naomi.
See if she's okay.
I haven't spoken to her since the races, you know?
Right. Sure.
Hey.
Hey.
I just wanted to check in.
Make sure you're okay.
You know, right after everything happened,
I wanted to thank you.
Oh, no, it's all right.
Let me finish.
That's how I felt right after everything went down.
But as I've had more time to think,
I've gotten more and more upset.
You could have put a stop to this months ago, Liam.
Why didn't you tell me what happened prom night?
Look, I wanted to.
I didn't think you'd believe me over Jen.
So you just kept it to yourself?
Naomi, you don't understand.
Oh, you're right.
I don't understand.
Naomi! No, I'm okay. I'm...
When am I going to stop liking him?
No, you just tell, just tell Liam how you feel.
No. I can't tell him how I feel.
He should have told me the truth and he didn't.
And I don't want to be involved with someone like that.
Besides, it doesn't matter anyway.
I saw him kissing that barefoot surfer chick.
Apparently, he likes the smell of B.O.
They were kissing? When?
At the races.
Whatever! I just need to stay strong...
and find some St. Barts hottie...
to take my mind off of everything.
How do I look?
I'd ease up on the lip gloss a little bit.
Oh, be quiet! I look fantastic.
All right, let's get out of here.
Blue 42, hut-hut! Hike!
Go deep! Go deep! Oh!
That's what I'm talking about, baby!
Whoo!
All right, it's a go for Troy Polamalu.
Let's do this. Dude, Polamalu plays defense.
Dude, you seriously need to give your man card back right now.
Whatever, toss the grapes.
So, uh, you gonna ask Ivy to the dance or what?
What are you talking about?
Oh, come on. She was throwing around hints...
like crazy yesterday.
At least you know if you ask her...
to the dance, she'll say yes.
I got shot down yesterday.
By who? Angelina Jolie?
Um...
I, um, I asked Silver.
To the dance? Yeah.
Man, I'm sorry. I should have run it by you first.
No, no-no, no, no, it's cool. Seriously.
Not that it matters.
She made up her mind about me.
So? So?
You can get someone to see you in a different light, bro.
How's that?
Are you seriously asking me for advice on girls?
Oh, man card,
back in the pocket!
All right.
So what do you think I should do?
You have to prove to her that you're not a player anymore.
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